The weather was so nice today that I have nothing to say about it. Nice is just so dull. I'm not too hot unless I get into the direct sunlight, and after nightfall I'm not too cold unless I leave the refrigerator door open too long while trying to think of what to have for dinner. I was unable to decide because I had a very late lunch, which was also rather dull, but I'll be ready to eat again soon. What I'll probably end up having is a baked potato and some asparagus. I can leave the window open to keep the house from getting to hot from the oven. Dull weather is so convenient. I'll probably miss it when it's gone, but at least I'll then have something to say.